Chapter 110


    Chapter 110 A Plot


    “You are not allowed to go,” Gwendolyn said in a firm tone before moving to shut the door.


    “Wait a minute, ouch…” Maverick instinctively reached his hand out to block the door and winced in


    pain. His face twisted and his forehead broke out in cold sweat.


    Gwendolyn was startled. “Are you out of your mind? How can you stop a door with your


    hands?”


    Eww… There are a lot of nerves in the fingers, so this has to hurt a lot.


    Maverick covered his reddened right hand and felt sorry for himself. “Can you at least let me finish


    speaking now that I’m injured? We might have signed an agreement, but you can’t take away my basic


    rights. Don’t you think…”


    Gwendolyn interrupted him and said, “Speak in innguage.”


    “I want to go back to Sky Vi,” he said without hesitation, with his eyebrows slightly furrowed.


    In the past, this expression would intimidate anyone who saw it.


    However, due to the injection of the special drug, his skin color remained a shade paler than usual,


    exuding a sickly impression with a sense of fragility to it that was rather aesthetically pleasing to the


    eyes.


    Despite his height of one hundred and eighty-eight centimeters, he did not give much of an intimidating


    presence. Instead, he resembled a big hound that was pretending to be a sheep.


    Gwendolyn felt a twinge of sympathy at first when she saw his injured hand, but instantly changed her


    mind once she heard what he said.


    Huh! Do you think you can y me with a self-inflicted wound and use my sympathy against me? Just


    wait until tomorrow!


    “No way. Go to bed now. I will have the bodyguard pack and send it over tomorrow morning,”


    Gwendolyn rejected him.


    “Hey…” Maverick wanted to argue, but the only response he got was the heavy sound of the door


    mming shut.


    “What a heartless and merciless woman,” he muttered as his expression instantly darkened.


    He turned and headed down the stairs. He went straight to the first floor, intending to go to the front


    door


    and assess the situation.


    As soon as he stepped out of the living room, two bodyguards suddenly emerged from the shadows


    even before he had a chance to set foot in the garden.


    “You are not allowed to go out at night. Mr. Wright. Please go back,” warned one of the bodyguards.


    Maverick’s expression darkened further, and he was left with no choice but to turn around and return to


    his room.


    Since the bodyguard could monitor his actions at any time, it was clear that Gwendolyn was wary of


    him.


    He nced at his phone and saw a missed call from Nico. After deleting the call history, he decided to


    turn off his phone.


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    He had been spending sleepless nights searching for people in the mountains for several days and


    was even injured. On top of that, he had to cook and do other household chores earlier that day,


    leaving himpletely drained.


    As soon as hey down in bed, he quickly drifted off to sleep.


    Sometimeter, he was suddenly awakened by the chirping of birds outside the window.


    He jolted awake in the darkness.


    He recognized that it was his unique secret code with Nico.


    He quickly got out of bed and walked towards the window. Suddenly, the overhead chandelier made a


    clicking sound and turned on.


    When he turned around, he saw Gwendolyn leaning against the door with a faint smile on her lips.


    Maverick stood still and stared at her. D’mn! I have be so numb to the surrounding after injecting


    the drug.


    He did not even notice it when she entered the room.


    Gwendolyn continued to smile as her sharp gaze fixed on him.


    “Are you not sleeping yet?” Gwendolyn asked.


    Maverick forced a smile. “I am feeling a little hungry and can’t seem to sleep, so I am thinking of


    heading to the kitchen.”


    “Is the kitchen located outside the window?” Gwendolyn asked with amusement. “Are you nning to


    jump from the second floor to get something to eat?”


    She noticed something was wrong when she heard the chirping of a bird.


    After all, she had set up top-grade security for the yard, so not even a fly could get in, let alone a bird.


    Maverick remained silent, as he could not think of a good reason to argue with her.


    She did not bother with exposing his lies and simply said. “It is already one in the morning. I suggest


    that you get some sleep. You will need to wake up at six tomorrow to make breakfast. Do not try


    anything, or you won’t be allowed to eat for the whole day.”


    With that, she turned around and went back to the third floor.


    After the dy, Nico did not make any more noises as he had likely noticed that something went


    wrong, Maverick closed the curtains and decided to look for another opportunity to contact Nico.


    The next morning, Maverick got up on time ording to Gwendolyn’s instructions and saw the


    bodyguards rushing around as they carried something into the living room from outside.


    He walked over and found that they were carrying his belongings into the house.


    Wow, they are being delivered so early?


    “Mr. Wright, please pack and move these things upstairs before Ms. Shalders wakes up. Ms. Shalders


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    not like to see her house in a mess, and she will be unhappy if she sees all theseying around, the


    bodyguards said with a slightly gloating tone as they pointed to the stack of paper boxes that were piled


    up as high as a person when they saw Mavericking over.


    Maverick did not say anything as he knew the bodyguards were deliberately trying to provoke him.


    With his current strength, he knew he would be exhausted halfway through carrying all the boxes, and


    it would take a considerable amount of time to finish the task on top of preparing breakfast before


    Gwendolyn woke up.


    Seeing how Maverick was not moving, the bodyguards looked at him tauntingly and hinted, “Mr. Wright,


    a man should never admit to hisck of ability, but if you really can’t do it, you can also ask us for help.”


    Maverick’s eyes narrowed coldly, and he immediately began to move the boxes.


    By the time Gwendolyn’s emerged from her room, she found Maverick drenched in sweat with his white


    shirt clinging to his body, revealing his well-defined muscles.


    Although she always knew that he had an attractive physique, it no longer interested her.


    “Is breakfast ready?” she asked.


    “I have onest box to bring up. Please give me a moment,” Maverick gritted out as if any distraction


    would intensify the fatigue he was feeling.


    Gwendolyn nodded and headed downstairs to the living room.


    Suddenly, she noticed that the first-aid kit she had taken out of the cabst night was nowhere to be


    found.


    Without a flicker of emotion, she averted her gaze and settled into the sofa to watch the morning


    dramas.


    After about ten minutes, Maverick took a refreshing shower and changed into a clean outfit before


    heading downstairs.


    As he passed by Gwendolyn, he did not bother sparing a nce at her and went straight to the kitchen.


    Gwendolyn assumed that he had not started cooking yet and walked over to him.


    To her bewilderment, she saw Maverick carrying two tes of warm food out and putting them on the


    dining table, before heading back to the kitchen to fetch another dish and some cutleries.


    She froze in ce and felt slightly surprised by the sight of him rushing in and out.


    In just one night, Maverick had adapted to all the arrangements she made. Not only did he move heavy


    objects, but also cooked breakfast. Besides, he managed to arrange his time so well that he solved the


    problems she presented swiftly.


    Gwendolyn had a sneaking suspicion. This man is anything but ordinary. He is also hiding something.


    Just as she was absorbed in her thoughts, Maverick arranged the cutleries and stood silently to the


    side, waiting for her to take a seat.


    “Why is he acting so obedient all of a sudden? Is he hiding something?” Gwendolyn observed his meek


    demeanor and wondered.


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    Despite her doubts, she sat down and started eating her breakfast without saying a word.


    “The oatmeal was too runny, and the bacon was under seasoned,” Gwendolynmented inwardly.


    Since it was still ediblepared tost night’s dinner, Gwendolyn did not deliberately make things


    difficult for him.


    She put down her fork after only a few bites, and Maverick tactfully cleared the table and started doing


    the dishes.


    There was plenty of time left, so Gwendolyn sat back down on the sofa, snacked on some fruit, and


    watched a drama.


    Meanwhile, she couldn’t help but asionally cast a nce at Maverick, who was on his hands and


    knees, cleaning the floor. Her appetite and mood were greater than ever.


    In the past. Frida deliberately made things difficult for Gwendolyn by not allowing any mops in the vi,


    insisting that cleaning the floors by hand was more effective.


    She would never know that one day, her beloved son, whom she was so proud of, would be crouching


    at the feet of the woman she despised most to scrub the floor.


    The pleasure of retribution surged through Gwendolyn as she grinned andnguidly savored a cherry.


    Just as she was lost in the moment, her phone buzzed. It was a call from Yulia.


    “Boss, Dexter is causing a scene at your office. He is demanding to see you and won’t leave until he


    does,” Yulia informed Gwendolyn urgently over the phone.